Like a Good Book

Took off and went to the port. The market was only half open - the weather frightened everyone away, even though by the time i got there the sun was pretty much shining, even if it was quite cold and windy.

I also got a glimpse of the lower parts of the Yehuda mountains with their lovely snow when I came down from the University Hill. The rain had washed away all the smog and filth from the air, and the visibility was unbelievably good. It was gorgeous.

Got some cheeses and bread, strawberries and olives, and some Haman's ears at my favorite bakery, and had Herring sandwich at the car before heading home.

As it turns out, my mom also bought bread, but, as i told her, that's what happens when she doesn't answer my phone calls.

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You know. I don't fell lonely these days. I pretty much reconciled with the realization I'll probably never have a partner, and I'm fine with that, most of the time. I just don't have time to feel bad about it anymore. I wake up so early, spend the bus rides and car rides listening to music, to talk shows, reading, surfing the internet. I spend all day in a very hectic environment surrounded by people and come home to my parents. I actually feel like I need some alone time during the week, and I take a few hours to do so - shopping, sitting in a cafe, going to see some silly movie.

But then, I was sitting at my car having that sandwich, and I was watching the couples going by, and they were all couples. There weren't many people alone, and most were obviously partners, and it just hit me, like it does sometimes, my aloneness.

Nothing to it, and it'll pass, but, sometimes, for short periods of time, this feeling fills me to the brim and I can't help feel the impact and how it crushes me.

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Oh, god, I've missed this show.

I keep forgetting how good is people's characterizing here, as good as Person of Interest is.

I'm re-watching it from the beginning as well, because I need the reminders, and also Banshee Origins (which is the webisodes they upload each week), and I just keep loving it more and more.

The first episode of the season wasn't action packed, like a lot of the episodes are, but the opening sequence was fucking awesome, and we have some new shitstorms coming, I can see it happening.

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So fucking cold out. I looked at the sky on Thursday morning and decided it was cold and rainy enough to play hooky. Also managed to get a sick day from my doctor, so that was great. My mom and I went to see if we could find a new TV (since out old one - and I do mean old, it's at least 15 years old - up and died last week) and ended up buying a new smart TV, a new dryer and a cell phone for my brother. Good day's work, I'd say.

Yesterday we actually braved the weather, since I needed fabric for my new sewing project (Jacket, this time), and we were able to find great wool/cashmere combo fabric, in two patterns, in different shades of blue.

It was raining hard, so we only took a small detour through the market and went home. I pretty much did nothing the renaining part of the day, except finish my book ("Charlotte Isabel Hansen", second book of the year after "The Ocean at the End of the Lane", which I hope is the beginning of a year that will rekindle my "Clean Shelves" project). I fell asleep quite early.

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We went to visit Udi in Be'er Sheva today, and brought half the house with us, including a huge pot of Chulnt (which my mom made) and Bono (who was exceptionally good on the rides there and back).

Udi was glad to see us and we had lunch together, in his ice-box-of-an-apartment. We got back home at around 17:00.

I think I'm going back to Banshee, because if I go to the living room I'll be asleep in less than half an hour.

I miss the days that Fridays meant Supernatural and Freakangels.

Alone at the office at 7:45. I kinda like it at these hours - all alone and quiet - and I can put on some music with normal volume (I will say nothing about my Ipod's choice of a wintery-morning-song - "Ireland", of all the summer songs there are).

It's raining like crazy outside and my shoes and socks are half wet, which is annoying. I hope this day will leave most people at home (but I know it won't) or at least make most people late so I can have the time to myself.

Now back to the water tank I'm planning (and the oil tank that will be attached to it).

"Tower of Song" is a better choice now.

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I really need a work icon.

ETA (9:30):Everybody's here. Crap.

Oh, the joy of writing reports about things I know nothing about...

But at least I moved myself to the living room computer. My room is fucking freezing. It's actually better to write here.

Well, my dreams tonight were a mash up of "Ink", "CSI Miami" and some bookstore I can't recall I've ever been too. I can't even remember how it all came together, and it's possible I dreamed a few dreams at once. I do remember Speed being there, as a drunk, and Calleigh and Eric taking a stakeout at a cave somewhere. Real fucking mess.

As for reality - had my first sign language meeting yesterday, and it was fun, fun, fun. I already taught myself the letters and we learned some common phrases and practiced some. Spent half an hour on the bus home practicing. Probably looked like a goof. :)

The first week of the semester has passed, and I have a feeling this one will be easier. Not less time consuming, but maybe better. In retrospect, the last semester wasn't as bad as the one before, and I hope this down-hill will continue. I have three semesters to go now, and the end is nigh. Thank the gods of time.

Things to do today - Cook for tomorrow, go to the mall for my mom since my cousin is going away for a few months and we want to buy him a going-away present (well, she does - he managed to annoy me humongous-ly last week and I really don't want to give him anything), two exercises for next week, get the last bit of my costume finished and maybe watch the rest of "Ink".

I'm totally going to be a StoryTeller next Purim.

It's really stormy outside - I woke up during the night to the hail that was coming down and took my plants inside. I like winter when I'm home - last night it was a bit annoying when I had to fight the wind and the rain to get to the bus station.

Was at a birthday party (to complete my party-roll) to a friend of mine from photography class up until now. Tons of people I don't know and one very sweet girl whom I talked to all night (her name is Efrat. Irony). She said I should come play rugby with them, but I'll pass. Glasses and violent ball games don't mix well.

Speaking of glasses, my own pair broke five minutes before I left the house so I had to raid my drawers to find my old pair(s). Found three pairs, one of which has pink lenses. Guess which pair I went with. :)

Had fun, tomorrow I'll go to the optometrist to have my current pair fixed and then Limor will come over and we'll go photograph somewhere.

And, it rained! I'm wearing my black tank top but I went with my high-heeled-boots, which was a good thing, since the parking lot was full of puddles. Smells like rain as well.

It's raining!!! Yey!

I fell asleep at 8-bloody-thirty last night.

I still woke up this morning with little energy to spare.

It's getting really annoying.

Not to mention the dream I had at 3 a.m. - about me being Claire (from MecLoad's daughters) and flying in a hot-air-baloon with Alex (also from the series). We were flying above mountains (I can see them below me, my god, they were beautiful), and we had to land in a vally, very full of water. We couldn't take off again, so we had to stay there for the night (Claire/I was pregnent), and in the middle of the night we were attacked by black indians (completely - no faces, like someone drew them on a piece of paper). Then the dream changed, but I can't remember what happened next, even though I did in the middle of the night *frustration*...

And it's raining non-stop.

Well, G'morning to y'all!!! *sarcasm*